Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Spender pulled out a band-aid from somewhere and applied it on Charlize’s heel. Charlize stared at him, surprised that he was that thoughtful as he seemed pretty aloof most of the time.

She recalled the question Molly had asked her in the morning. Suddenly, she felt more accepting of the idea of marrying early.

“Let’s return to the hotel,” said Spencer, which pulled Charlize back to her senses.

When she realized she had been distracted, she felt guilty and didn’t dare to look at Spencer.

Spencer gave her a glance. “What’s on your mind?”

“It’s nothing.” Charlize lowered her head and stared at her phone.

Displayed on the screen were the pictures Molly and the others had received from the photographer ahead of time.

Most of the pictures were of Juliette. Only some pictures were of other people.

Shanny noticed the photographer’s badly-hidden intention. “Being pretty truly is different. Look at Charlize’s photos. Tsk, tsk, tsk. He took so many photos of her and Spencer!”

Molly added, “All of these are pictures of Spencer staring at Charlize.”

Charlize swiped through the pictures and noticed many of them included her and Spencer.

Juliette had hired two photographers for her wedding. One was primarily focused on photographing her and her groom, while the other was focused on her friends and families.

The second photographer seemed to prefer photographing Charlize and Spencer. It was likely because they stood out compared to everyone else in terms of looks.

They were dozens of pictures of them alone and together.

Naturally, as a bridesmaid, Charlize couldn’t stick together with Spencer all the time. Photos of just the two of them weren’t as numerous as the ones where they were merely in the same frame. In most of those, Spencer was staring at Charlize from the side.

It was as though the photographer managed to capture every instance of Spencer staring at Charlize.

Charlize looked at Spencer, who was focusing on driving. How can he be so sweet?

When they arrived at a red traffic light, Spencer stopped the car and glanced at her. “What are you looking at?”

Charlize’s hands trembled when she was caught staring at him. Her phone dropped to her feet.

In a panic, she picked the phone up, lowered her head, and whispered, “I was looking at you.”

Spencer raised his eyebrow and glanced at the phone in her hands. After he spotted the picture that was still displayed on the phone screen, he asked, “Are you tired?”

Seeing that he didn’t continue to question her, Charlize sighed in relief. “I’m good.” I’m not feeling particularly exhausted. It’s just that my high heels don’t fit my feet. It’s quite painful...

“Get some shut-eye.”

Charlize had just set one picture where they were in the same frame as her phone wallpaper.

Just as she was feeling guilty, she heard what Spencer said and stopped playing with her phone. “Okay.”

As she spoke, she kept her phone in her purse. Not knowing where to put her hands, she grabbed onto the safety belt.

After she shifted her sight toward him and met his eyes, she blinked and shut her eyes.

When the car stopped moving, Charlize thought they had reached the hotel.

She had accidentally fallen asleep. When she woke up, she realized her eyelids were stuck together.

She was about to rub her eyes when Spencer clutched her wrist. “Don’t. It’ll ruin your makeup.”

Upon hearing that, Charlize remembered she was wearing eye makeup.

She put down her hands and yawned. Then, she opened the door and was stunned to witness the unfamiliar sight outside the vehicle. “This... isn’t the hotel we’re staying at.”

“No, it’s a mall nearby. We need to buy your shoes first.” As Spencer spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the band-aid on her heel.

As he had removed Charlize’s high heels, her naked feet were stepping on the carpet. When he stared at her feet, she felt a little embarrassed and curled her toes.

“Wait for me. I’ll return with a new pair of shoes for you,” said Spencer.

“I’ll follow you!” I doubt he knows my size. Besides, I specifically bought that pair of high heels to complement my dress. If I must change my shoes, I can’t do it willy-nilly.

“There aren’t any extra shoes in the car, and I don’t want you to wear those high heels anymore.” Although his tone was soft, his attitude was firm.

It was for her own good. She pursed her lips and relented, “I’ll wait for you in the car, then.”

“Good girl.” Spencer couldn’t help but want to pat her head.

Charlize protected her hair, knowing what he was planning to do. “You’ll mess it up.”

Glancing at her braided hair, Charlize withdrew his hand. “I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

“Okay.” Charlize nodded, lying against the window and watching Spencer stride into the mall.

Then, she took the opportunity to check her phone again.